The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-07-31
BRIGHT BITS.

''You mustn't call ME a salesperson." said a
pretty shop girl, bridling, to rather elderly CO.
worker.
Then you shouldn't have told Mr. Crash that
il was very appropriate putting me at the rem
nant counter" was the indignant reply.-Lfe.
"AH I beg pardon. but your name is Gray?"
he said as he met man coming out of the post
office
''No, sr-no, sir-my name is not Gray"
"Oh-ah--it isn't, Ell! Then beg your par
don for begging your pardon, "-Detrot Free
Press.
IRATE CUsToMER-Wont trust me for pound
of butter Won't trust me, Ell! I'll I'm.
Big Grocer-See here, if you want to fight
about it, just off with your coat.
'Oh, well, when it comes to that, fight in
this store wouldn't be an even thing, you know"
"Oh, it wouldn't -
mo. you've got your butter to back you."-
omaha World.
THE sunstroke falls on city walls
And men are petulant and berry;
The long light shakes across the lakes
And makes the people hot and weary.
Glow, pavements, glow, and let mems comfort
miZzle
And answer, sunshine, answer, sizzle, sizzle,
sizzle.
Chicago Ne,cs.
TELL ME- he whispered with the hoarse-
ness of emotion, whispered If he feared the MUIR
nuring surf might catch the question and bear
it to some other ears. Tell me, have You ever
loved?"
She trembled She hesitated for moment,
and he thought he felt leT bushes glow into his
eyes. She trembled and in a still, soft whisper,
gentle as the summer breeze, answered:
Not this summer. San francisco Chron-
icIe.
SHE-I saw q funny thing in the paper. 1t
says that somewhere out West the weather is
so hot that farmer who went out into his
corn-ield found that all the corn had popped.
1t must be awfully nice to have such weather.
He-Why, what are you talking about?
hnIH ETArt'H Ct1fa
She-Yes, l might suffer. But then, perhaps,
other things besides the corn might pop.
He popped.-Boston Transcript
Mr.. BLAINE-By the way, Hi 'ad a glorious
time hattending the Prince of Wales recep-
Reporter-Ehl what? Did you go to the
Princes reception?
why, you don't misplace your haitches-I
mean aitches-at all; Are you an H'American
i mean Americana"
Yes sir, am an American newspaper cor
respondent. You didn't attend the Princes
reception, did your
mo, begorry! Oh had pravious Engagement
to attind IN Oirish wake, an OF whit there, ay
coorse. Omaha World
PHIIANTHRoPfsT-My dear little children, you
should not play i'll these dirty alleys Don't you
like the public parks?
Child--Oh, yes, they are beautiful.
Yes, indeed, and you should go TO them as
often possible breathe the fresh air and learn
to love the beauties of nature"
Yes sir"
Remember, my dear little ones, that God
made the country, but man made the town
Now, my good little girl, tell me what you first
observe when you visit those delightful homes
| of nature -
Keep off the grass. Omaha World,
"SARY'" said Dakota man to his wife, did
| you take them ten buches of wheat brought in
an put 'cm all together an mix the roots all
up. an plaster some mud on EN- in good
| shape ~
Yes, fixed EN-
Put the bunch in the wagon, an I'll take it
to town an give it to the editor an tell him it
| all grew from one seed. And then he will saw
| in his paper that he was on Wednesday showed
| a stool of wheat by farmer Doozenberry, in
| which there We're 400 stalks an heads
| This remark bic product is all from one grain of
| seed Dakota agin the world! NeXt"'-Dakota
| Bell